Moment #4

                            




 


"somebodies place forgotten"

Jeff on a winter walk

                             








 Wolf Hollow -New park out in Chester County PA

 http://www.chesco.org/ccparks/cwp/view.asp?a=1550&q=650653

wait for it

Make no sound

and you might sense me

the noise you make

drives me away

talk and my form

is shaken

move

and I am all

but blown away

I have moved
around you

all the time you have been

alive

you know me as fear

but you deny I exist

I can not be known

only felt

felt in the moment

when beauty peaks
when emotion is
filled to the brim
when the music falls silent
and leaves you alone

make no name for me

to identify me

would make me known

and once something is known

it is harder to feel it

allow me to be

in your stillness

and quiet
with you
still
hold
wait
wait

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Words on something I am allowing to happen whether I want to or not.

Cool poem I found http://www.spiritisup.com/spiritdancerbl.html

Jeff holding

ripping stuff up



This is one of my paintings digitized and all ripped up and put back together. No real idea here just playing with the media.

Jeff messing with stuff

Here is an artist whose work I really like. http://www.wendylehman.com/index.html

the individual again

I am back to viewing the individual as illusion

I walk around

doing the things I do

I place things

I remove this

I change the direction of my focus

I struggle with a physical malfunction

I achieve a new structure

the day moves forward

I think of one of you

then I think of another

You might be far away

but in this moment

when my thought is of you

you're here

the here I have

and I rehearse conversation

you interrupt

even though you're far away

we may argue

or engage in an activity

we never would

you are not here

yet you are all about me

and I about you

to get to just me

seems impossible

I keep taking your picture

is that still you

or am I looking at a distant part of me?

in the picture

you are moving something

lifting it and about to turn

I guess that after the picture was taken

you set that thing down

were you thinking of someone

when the picture was take

while you do what you do

do you think of me

or another
or do you get to just yourself?

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Okay, What was that?
A Little bit about what I am doing- The writing above, or the mass of words above are "play" on the idea or thought fragment I have of "the individual as illusion". I came across (or pulled out of thought) the phrase a few posts back and I think I may revisit it from time to time, writing what ever comes into my head with out trying to edit it or make sense of it. Sometimes in the creative process I tend to try and think things through before I write. This usually yields very little product. I find it best to just let ideas flow with out trying to understand the end result or the conscious path. I really enjoy this process. More on this in the future.
Jeff rambling on

Moment #3

"Vision waits for voice"

Jeff waits too

This is not real

This is not real
it is someplace moved to feel
made to be
away from plain
closer with each twist
south of sane

I am right here
the trees are left here
they all lean that way
the sun goes down each day
it can be alarming
and then too charming

shaping the world to my whim
branches dance
as light grows thin
the dancing was a wish I made
the light's escape
the price I paid

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Something to start off the year - a fast write - Don't Know?  Oh well!
Jeff dreams

One Year

Well I have been blogging now for one year. Sharing images sounds and ideas all throughout 2010. I think I'll continue into 2011. Please take the time to visit my other web places listed in the side column. For those of you local to the Philadelphia area be sure to visit the "Playing With The Spirit Coffeehouse" Link. I look forward to continuing to share what I can when I can. Thanks to all who stop by.

Jeff at one